you hungry, fella??

today was “oh shit everything in the refrigerator is about to go bad” day in my household.

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i have a serious food shopping problem. and yes, i know the whole idea of not going grocery shopping when you’re hungry, but any time i go grocery shopping, i GET hungry. so this whole situation doesn’t really apply to me. i’ve tried everything: lists, going after work and buying for that night’s dinner, picking out recipes for the whole week…you name it. but i still overbuy. without fail. as a matter of fact, my household has diminished by one and yet i still bought the same (dollar) amount of food that we did for a full household.

and it’s not like i don’t eat what i buy. i eat constantly. even my coworker loves to tell me that each time he walks to my office, i’m putting something in my mouth. and since i have the maturity level of a puberty ridden thirteen year old, i immediately smirk at him. he will either turn red and run the opposite direction, or roll his eyes at me and walk away.

anyway, back to tonight. so i get home and i’m not only starving, but i am also at a loss with what i could make with the mass amounts of veggies and potatoes i have left over. so, i started chopping everything that was about to go off. and what did i make?

the skinny ginger’s “everything is about to go bad, so cook it all and sautee it with some type of sauce” on top of rice! 

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go ahead, ooh and ah all over it because it’s amazing. maybe it can also be called stir fry. i added a few spoonfuls of this “soyaki” stuff from Trader Joes, and it is legit. like, too legit to quit.

maybe you could add a little teriyaki chicken to it if you’re a carnivore and enjoy eating the flesh of animals — sorry……………………….no i’m not.

okay, yes. it is stir fry but i was SO FREAKING IMPRESSED with the taste of everything together that i literally licked my plate. i wish i was joking, but i’m not. and i’m not even embarrassed to share that.

also, the mushrooms probably should have been thrown away yesterday, but i worked passed the slime and they still worked.

so go ahead, toss all those veggies into a pan and stir up something “fresh” and you might just be surprised at the turn out. oh, and don’t forget the sriracha.

happy days ya’ll x,

skinny ginger

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not yo cheese

hey, what kinda cheese is that?

nacho cheese.

couldn’t help it, sorry.

also couldn’t helping sharing this delish dish.

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um, yum. i know.

so, i came home last night after grocery shopping while starving. i had bought so much food that i didn’t know what to cook. surprisingly, i didn’t go all nutso and buy eight hundred dollars of lemon cake and peanut butter. so it was a success. but, i was stuck. i didn’t want to spend like four hours making this soup recipe i was dying to try (making it now and im soo excited) and i really didn’t want any of my go to dishes. i.e. brussel sprouts, potato anything or quinoa anything.

regardless of purchasing all this new shit, i used a ton of old shit that was already in my fridge and could have saved me the hour at trader joes that i spent wandering around looking for dried peas…….

i only cook for myself, because no one else in my apartment is veganatarian — vegan + vegetarian depending on my mood. so all it took was one small, peeled sweet potato cut in rounds drizzled with olive oil and sprinkled with cayenne pepper, salt, and black pepper. then, controlling my drooling i patiently stared at the clock waiting for my “chips” to be done. finally, it was time. i piled them high with ground “beef” from trader joes (yes, yum), jalepenos (spice queen, hello), diced tomatoes, diced avocado, and shredded cheese. no, not vegan cheese. i haven’t been able to bring myself to use it since my first experience that made me sad. drizzled some of my holy grail/add to everything, tapatio, and bam. i was in “nacho” heaven.

okay, i was so stoked on it that i text a photo to my cousin and was all like “i made sweet potato nachos” and she was like “i’m in line for a corndog” and i was all three snaps, hair flick, #winning.

that is, until i bit into the first potato and it wasn’t even remotely done. seriously!?

i ate it anyway. happily. i’m still new to the cooking game, okay??

hey, like 75% of it was in fact done, and yes…i had to bite into each “chip” to find out if it was done or not. dont judge.

and then today, my cousin asked for the recipe. she doesn’t know the potatoes were raw.

happy eating and love x,

the skinny ginger

nightly wine. not to be confused with whine.

it’s friday night and i have a totally empty apartment. seriously. this does not happen. all bets are off tonight. i’m drinking wine from the bottle, and eating pasta. and by eating, i mean scarfing down my (second) heaping bowl of pasta. i’m also decorating. woooo party animal!
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so tonight, i was walking into CVS to buy some red wine (winning, i know. #dontjudge) and this man turns around and practically yells at me “you’re dangerous!” i stopped dead in my tracks. i am not good with this type of thing. i am the most awkward creature on the planet when people approach me, talk to me, anything really. ha.  not to mention, i was soaked. it is still raining in san diego, and i happened to be walking out of a target when the downpour started, awesome. he continues with “a redhead with striking eyes, and beautiful hair!” still yelling at me, sir. “just gorgeous, just perfect. dangerous!” finally, i found my words and said thank you and practically ran the opposite way. oh, and the cashier told me after that his wife was standing at the checkout while he was yelling at me. great.
why am i so awkward?
so, yelling mystery man, thank you for yelling your compliment AT me, with your wife paying for your whatevers, and while i tried to covertly run into a CVS on my raging friday night for some seriously delish $7.19 wine. i just want to drink all the wine. all the time.
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anyway. i got slapped with a dose of reality tonight. i decided to go christmas shopping tonight in hopes of finishing it by christmas this year (hence the wine craving) but cut it short because i was just so stoked to get home knowing it was empty and knowing i could watch my crap reality tv — aka real housewives of somewhere — with no judgment. don’t get me wrong, i love my lively apartment, noise, sport, etc. but sometimes a girl’s gotta have a little me time.
i pour my wine, heat up another bowl of this junk, wash off my face mask, and sit down to turn on my bad reality tv but subconsciously turn on sportscenter. stare at the tv. stare at the remote. look around thinking someone is playing a joke on me and realize, i turned it on. after all of my daydreaming all day about what episode of real housewives i was going to watch, i turn on ESPN. it’s still on, by the way. and i’m enjoying it.
and now, after finishing this wine, i’m craving for someone to run out of their room and ask me questions on how to spell things, and if there’s a Clippers game on.
if you can’t beat em, join em right? happy holidays lovelies xx
(post about my lively apartment coming soon. post also about fitness/health which this should be about, coming soon. MORE COMING SOON DAMMIT)
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love x,
skinny (drunk?) ginger.